The Midnight Creepers

CHAPTER 11- SPEED

This is the second choice for my cover. Which one should I make as my official cover? Ahh. Help me guys! Private message me or comment. Oh, and real quickly, the protagonists are both models. The Brazilian model on this cover is Francisco Lachowski. The second character, the british model, Stephen James, is the one that I have been using as my past covers. Decide which one I should choose as my official cover.
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CHAPTER 11- SPEED

Hannah's POV

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"Hannah!! Open the door! Are you there!" someone yelled so early in the damn morning. I groaned as they knocked on the door once more. I opened my eyes. A hand was wrapped around my waist. Then reality hit me. It was my mom!! "Umm -- mm I'm going mom" I yelled back shaking Jordan from his slumber. He groaned loudly. I put a hand over his mouth making him open his eyes wide open.

I gestured him to shut up by putting my index finger to my mouth.

"What the fuck are you doing" Jordan exclaimed loudly.

"Is there someone in there with you Hannah?" Mom asked me from the other side of my pale purple door.

"No--o mom. I'm alone" I stuttered nervously. Jordan pointed at the closet on his left. I nodded and he rushed to the closet, taking his belongings with him. I scurried across the room and opened the door. "What happened" I asked nervously. My mom curiously eyed my room. "I thought I heard someone with you" she told me looking through the room once more.

I followed her through my room like a lost puppy. When she turned around to look through my porch, Jordan opened the closet a bit and gave me the thumbs up. I laughed and then motioned him to close it when I heard my mom's steps. "Well I just came to check if you were here, you've been going out lately. You've always been a good girl. I just wanted to check on you".

I almost died. The most embarrassing moment in my life happened without me even causing it. I could literally hear Jordan roll his ice blue eyes. Hell, I swear I could almost see a smirk planted on his goddess face from behind my closet. "Okay. Mom, you can leave already" I told her, pushing her through the door.

She finally exited the door. Instantly, Jordan poked his head from the closet and rushed out. "Yeah you've been a bad girl lately" he sarcastically told me with a wide grin planted on his handsome face. I laughed pushing him lightly. "Hey no touching . Unless your my girlfriend, sister, or a friend. Which of course, you are none".
I gasped. "Asshole" I murmured. All he did was smirk before he got closer to me and softly whispered "Always".

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"Come on!!! We have to go out tonight. Plus, Matt is gonna be there and well .....you know. Pleaseee!!!" Vicky pleaded for the fifth time playing with the ends of her brown tips. She bit her lip once more and started looking through her phone. "Omg....so is Michael....we have to go....please....". "FINE! FINE!....fine .....let's go. I have nothing to do anyways.

"Woot woot......Thank God...What are we gonna wear?" Vicky looked through my closet pulling out different tops, dresses, and jeans. She started to closely look at the clothes and pulled out an outfit. "Here. You're wearing this" she handed me the outfit and shoved me inside the restroom. It didn't take long before music blasted from my speaker. I gasped loudly and took a look at the outfit; a black leather jacket with a hood, ripped skinny jeans, and a burgundy t-shirt. I tried on the clothes and called Vicky to hear her oponion.

"Hotty...!!! Okay so for shoes your gonna wear high-tops just in case we have to run away...hahaha...anyways...high-tops. Go put them on while I change". Runaway??? I'm confused..

We were finally existing my house when Vicky received a call. "Yes we're on our way. Yup i convinced her to go. Hahahaha I just hope she doesn't run away. Yeah she can take that. Speed...pfft please Mike, we live off of it. Okay, see you there. Bye Mike, I'll take you a gift right now haha". It was Michael.

"Where are we going" I asked her nervously playing with my fingers. "You are going to your first" she got interrupted by another call. "Yes we're there in five".

"Hannah, be ready for speed" Vicky winked.